Chapter 489 I’ve always dealt with those who don’t obey

Ming Zhuo sighed. This person had fought with him so many times, but he never took advantage of him. How could he be so arrogant in front of him?

“I’ve always dealt with those who don’t obey me. Why don’t you try it? I’ll throw you down now. Will you survive?”

The Godly Lord snorted disdainfully. Since he could seize, he could naturally abandon this body.

Ming Zhuo had guessed correctly before. He had no body, so he had been seizing others.

In this case, killing the body was useless. He would live in other people’s bodies countless times, and he would never die or perish.

This is the true meaning of immortality. How could these mortals understand it?

Mingzhuo looked at him for a moment, and suddenly shouted, "Ah Xu, Bronze Mirror!"

Gu Xu almost did not hesitate, and threw the bronze mirror to Mingzhuo.

Without the bronze mirror to hold them back, the zombies quickly continued to climb up the stairs.

Gu Xu stayed on the stairs and kept driving them away, but those people had no sense of pain, and when one was thrown down, another would quickly climb up.

The God glanced at Gu Xu, "Are you crazy? Or do you not care about these people anymore?"

Ming Zhuo sneered while holding the bronze mirror, "You still have time to care about others, why not think about whether you can still live!"

The God's body was suspended in the air above the cauldron, and the flames swept up. Although they could not burn his body, they were very hot and made his back hurt.

It seemed that he had to give up this body. It was a pity. This body fit him so well and nurtured his soul.

However, he soon widened his eyes, "What did you do to me?"

He couldn't escape! Trapped in the body, he couldn't leave at all!

Ming Zhuo: "Although you are in the form of a soul, you forgot one thing, you are still an evil spirit, and my Ah Xu can exorcise evil."

I have said before that she is good at dealing with disobedience, but why does this man just not believe it? Could it be that my sword hurt not only his soul, but also his IQ?

She smiled, and under the moonlight, her smile was so beautiful, but it made the God tremble with fear.

The shadow of death weighed heavily on his heart, and he finally couldn't help but collapse: "What do you want?"

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Gu Xu has been wandering on the altar, throwing the living dead down again and again.

Although he is busy with work, he has always been self-disciplined and insists on exercising every day.

But he has never done such a heavy physical work, and even the brisk steps gradually become heavy.

But those living dead don't know pain or tiredness.

This was not a solution. Gu Xu had a dagger in his hand. He had to cut his wrist and let the blood flow.

He was immune to all evil, so blood had a stronger effect in warding off evil. These people were just controlled by evil magic, so blood could have some effect.

He untied the gauze on his hand, put the tip of the knife against them, and was about to use force when he was pulled back.

Ming Zhuo looked at Gu Xu's hand, which had just been cut not long ago, leaving a deep bloody mark.

That hand was so beautiful, with slender joints and white skin, like the most perfect work of art, but there were already a few shallow scars on the palm.

Ming Zhuo herself didn't care about these small scars on her body. After all, she recovered quickly and never took them seriously.

But when she saw Gu Xu's hand, she felt sorry and distressed.

"You gave me the bronze mirror, and you wanted to use blood to exorcise the evil? Are you stupid?" Ming Zhuo gestured, "It's okay now."

Gu Xu turned his head to look over, and then he found that the living dead seemed to have suddenly been paused, standing stiffly in place.

Ming Zhuo took out a small incense burner, she overturned the incense burner, and the incense ashes flew up and down, like a rain.

The living dead all looked up at the incense ashes, and the moment the ban was lifted, they had a moment of clarity. They

looked at the world from a distance with reluctance for the last time, then closed their eyes and fell down.

"What are they doing?" Li Wenhe came up and asked in confusion.

Ming Zhuo: "At least I saved their last souls and spirits. When this matter is over, I will personally build a temple and open the ghost gate to send them to the afterlife."

These people are different from those on the wishing train. Many of them were deceived.

How can people live in this world without some wishes? Just like Liu Shuang's parents, they desperately hope that their daughter can take root in a big city.

But they are ordinary people. No matter how hard they try, they can't provide any help, so they can only pray to gods and Buddhas, hoping that their daughter can get rich.

The "gods" responded to their wishes, but asked them to offer their souls in exchange.

There is obviously a deceptive nature in this. They didn't take their lives all at once, but they ate their three souls and seven spirits bit by bit.

In the end, even their bodies had to be thrown into the cauldron as a sacrifice.

He was used to the utmost, and his marrow was truly sucked out of him, leaving nothing behind.

Ming Zhuo was in a bad mood. The Saha Cult had committed many evil deeds, and the most unforgivable person was this God.

She turned around and looked viciously at the God who was trying to sneak away, and kicked him in the chest, "You still want to escape?"

The God screamed, "I've told you the location of the incense burner, what else do you want?"

Ming Zhuo: "Don't worry, I'm not like you, I won't go back on my word and kill you, but do you have anything else to explain?"

The God said angrily, "What else do you want me to explain? Ruan Mingzhuo, don't go too far, I'm a God after all!"

Ming Zhuo pushed hard on her foot, and the God was trampled to the ground, unable to move.

He Wangyao, who had just climbed up, was a little bit unbelievable when he heard this.

"The Lord of Gods is still alive? He is indeed the big boss behind the scenes, but isn't he a little too weak now?"

Tang Zhen, who was standing on the steps, said nothing. Although he felt that Ming Zhuo was just so-so now, and gave people the illusion that he could do it,

he had fought against him before, and he was really no match for him!

The opponent's weakness was relative, mainly because Ming Zhuo was too powerful and too amazing. If it were their group, they would not be his opponent at all.

He still found it strange that the puppet from before could actually deceive the Lord of Gods!

God: "I am just a tiger in troubled times being bullied by dogs." He was disdainful to talk to this group of people.

Ming Zhuo sneered: "What kind of God are you? You stole so many offerings, do you really think you are a God? You are just an evil ghost who escaped from the Nine Nether Hell. You accidentally obtained the power of the bone jade, so you can be so arrogant for so many years."

This explains why the people of the Saha Sect can collect and use resentment.

Those resentments originally came from the Nine Nether Hell, and they came from the same source as the God, so he naturally had a way to control and use them.

No wonder he entered Qingmen Temple like a ghost, not only because Wuyou helped secretly, but also because there was a nest of evil ghosts suppressed under Qingmen Temple.

Buddhism is too tolerant after all, always trying to persuade people to be good, but if there is no thunder and lightning method, it is useless to have a bodhisattva's heart.

Those evil ghosts have refused to reincarnate for thousands of years. They are not good people themselves. Bathing in Buddhist scriptures every day will only give rise to more resentment.